Winter’s Night

Meet me by the wooden bridge
Meet me as twilight falls
Carry with you a single white rose
And I shall wear the colors of fall.

Meet me in my dreams
Meet me just past midnight
Carry with you a candle
And I shall wear a gown of white.

Let us escape to dreamland
Let us enjoy our enchantment
Let us embrace our fantasy
Let us partake in destiny.

Meet me by the wooden bridge
Just at the edge of the wood
Meet me just past twilight my love
Listen for the sound of my flute
Carry with you a single white rose
And I shall wear the colors of fall
Meet me on a winter’s night
And claim me as your own.

B.J.H.
02-16-2003

Twilight (Published work written PRIOR to Stephenie Meyer)

 Twilight

Twilight’s reign grows week,
as moonbeams take the throne.
Those of eternal sleep,
will wake for the Sun is gone.
The wind whispers in the trees,
while the spiders run in the grass.
The one being I seek,
will return at last.
The light from his eye’s will guide my way.
The touch of his kiss will smother my pain.
The embrace of his arms will put me in Heaven,
and the song in his voice will linger forever.
The moonbeams glow in the night,
as the wind sings the trees a lullaby.
My love and I will take flight,
and leave the world a kiss goodbye.

Bonnie Jean Higgins
(© 1995)

Marisol, Chopin, & Bukowski

Chopin came first,
His piano dark, moody
The “Poet” composer,
I slept to his notes.
Bukowski came later,
His words raw and real,
Poetry from the fringe,
Bukowski is inspired
by Alcohol and Chopin,
As am I.

B.J.H.
09-10-2013

Stars Lullaby

The stars sing me a lullaby
Dark melodic tunes
That Chopin would adore
The Moon wears sliver white
As she embraces me with her light
I sit on my porch enjoying
this magickal evening
My life is calm
Recent hurts at rest
Fireflies dance to the stars song
Slow and dazzling
the add to the perfect calm
I send my wish to my wishing star
As I drift into sleep
Lulled by the lullaby
The Stars wrote for me

B.J.H.
August 7, 2013

Dreaming through the years 2000-2013

Once I dream t of Camelot
Misty castles along the ocean
Once I dream t of a prince
Who would pledge me his devotion
Once I dream t of stormy skies
And a claddaugh ring on my hand
Once a fallen Angel
With demons in her head
Once alone on Saturn’s rings
Waltzing with the dead
I have dream t so many dreams
In my cherished moonlit nights
I’ve wrote my life’s story
By the warm glow of candlelight
I have dream t so many things
On my perfect fantasy world
I escaped reality and lived in fairy-tales
I still dream of Camelot
And Castles on the shore
But now I am content without a prince
To complicate my world

B.J.H.   August 7, 2013